Cholera

I just finished Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia-Marquez, and for the second time in as many books, he waited until the very final page to reveal the exact meaning of his title. Sure, cholera makes a few appearances elsewhere in the book, but it hardly at all makes sense until the final pages. very nice tho. That man is an impressive writer, I can definately see why he won the Nobel Prize, and I definately agree that he's qualified. I don't know if I can quite explain it, though, how to describe why he's so great. he's just a phenomenal storyteller, puts together such vibrant characters--even when they're sort of cliche--with such simple and accurate and beautiful writing that just sort of pulls you through the story. He writes very much in the style of Steven King (or vice versa, if you will) where the characters drive the story, with plot and events being driven by them rather than forcing a character into a specific set of events.

Suffice to say, impressive author. read Love in the Time of Cholera, of if you're in the mood for something a little more fantastic and less romantic, read 100 Years of Solitude, labeled as the first book since Genesis that should be required reading of the entire human race. not sure i disagree.